That name again is Mr. Plow

I felt kind of embarrassed for the kid behind me in class today, but more so that the situation was hilarious. I've never seen this happen before and it was awesome. We were in a small group introducing ourselves, this girl, two other dudes and I:

Dude: Well me and her already know each other. But my name is Chris.
Then he looks at her, though she's bewildered.
Dude: We were at the prom together.
Girl: What?
Dude: Yeah, we sat at the same table, remember?
Girl: No, I don't remember you.
Dude: You went to the prom with Dave, right?
Girl: Yeah.
Dude: Yeah, we sat at the same table for prom.
Girl: Oh I don't remember.
Dude: Oh, you were pretty drunk, I guess.
Girl: No, not during the prom.

Ouch. She wasn't even sorry that she didn't remember him. What an awkward awkward thing. He was so confident that she'd remember and she just didn't know how he was. WHAT A LOSER!

I didn't go to my prom :(